6obby - Life lyrics
[6obby - Life lyrics]
Hey, listen!
Ayy, so I'm just livin' life
And I'ma get it and I'ma get these stacks
Then I'ma spend it
All these people don't care but
I just forget it fillin' up a Backwood
Light it up and hit it
All these problems in my
Head ain't worth attention
And I don't really care about
The shit that's mentioned
People talkin' 'bout me but
That shit is fiction i don't pay attention
Don't got time to listen
I'm just livin' life, livin' life, yeah
But sometimes all this stress
Has got me blind, yeah
Chillin' with my day ones
Know we gettin' high, yeah
Smokin' up until we reach the fuckin' sky
Yeah i'm worrying 'bout my payments
Not no lies, yeah
Can't focus on these fakes
Or all these lies, yeah
I'm worrying 'bout my payments
Not no lies, yeah
Can't focus on these fakes
Or all these lies, yeah
Ayy, and I'm just chillin', playin' PS2
Shout-out all my bros who always stayed true
Coolin', dressed in black
I got that Bape too
Bangin' on my chest with those Legend Blues
I'm just livin' life, need to tell me how
Can't hate up on this style
With this catchy flow
All you other rappers spittin'
Shit for dough
I put it all in music, I won't let it go
All you rappers spittin' fake
For fake-ass hoes
I travel every day just like a lost soul
I cope with all these kids and
That's what fills the hole
I do it for the fans and
Not the fuckin' dough
Seein' all these people start to quote Alone
Crazy what this passion does
And where it goes
I wouldn't trade it for the
World or any hoes
I wouldn't trade it for the
World or any hoes, yeah
Ayy, so I'm just livin' life
And I'ma get it and I'ma get these stacks
Then I'ma spend it
All these people don't care but
I just forget it fillin' up a Backwood
Light it up and hit it
All these problems in my
Head ain't worth attention
And I don't really care about
The shit that's mentioned
People talkin' 'bout me but
That shit is fiction i don't pay attention
Don't got time to listen
I'm just livin' life, livin' life, yeah
But sometimes all this stress
Has got me blind, yeah
Chillin' with my day ones
Know we gettin' high, yeah
Smokin' up until we reach the fuckin' sky
Yeah i'm worrying 'bout my payments
Not no lies, yeah
Can't focus on these fakes
Or all these lies, yeah
I'm worrying 'bout my payments
Not no lies, yeah
Can't focus on these fakes
Or all these lies, yeah
Ayy, and I'm just chillin', playin' PS2
Shout-out all my bros who always stayed true
Coolin', dressed in black
I got that Bape too
Bangin' on my chest with those Legend Blues
I'm just livin' life, need to tell me how
Can't hate up on this style
With this catchy flow
All you other rappers spittin'
Shit for dough
I put it all in music, I won't let it go
All you rappers spittin' fake
For fake-ass hoes
I travel every day just like a lost soul
I cope with all these kids and
That's what fills the hole
I do it for the fans and
Not the fuckin' dough
Seein' all these people start to quote Alone
Crazy what this passion does
And where it goes
I wouldn't trade it for the
World or any hoes
I wouldn't trade it for the
World or any hoes, yeah